Ninth Master Chang was about to erupt in anger, but I stopped him, and only then did he seem to remember that he had already expressed his feelings earlier.
Although we couldn't exactly say we were together, at the very least, we could say there was a mutual affection.
From any standpoint, there was no need to get angry.
"What, so your love confession was fake?"
I swear, if I had known that saying that would excite the group of Little Winged Snakes like this, I definitely, absolutely wouldn't have said it.
The Little Winged Snakes started flailing around like they had lost their minds, no longer caring about the condition of their bodies—they went crashing into the walls.
How do human college students describe it? Oh, that's right! Squishy but hard to kill!
That's exactly what these Little Winged Snakes were like now, squishy but hard to kill!